Chapter 53: Brother, Sister-in-Law, Niece

For the one-hour drive to my brother and sister-in-law’s home, I told them about my talks with Mom and Dad, and talked to Doug and Sheri about our ideas about the wedding service and how they might fit into it. I didn’t want either of them to be caught off-guard by something my mother or father said to them. I also gave them the option of participating ‘conservatively’ in the wedding and staying over with my parents, but they both laughed and explained that they were so looking to the wedding and what promised to be the orgy of the century afterwards or during or however we wanted it.

Doug accepted my invitation to be my best man. I had been the best man at his wedding years earlier despite my young age at the time. Doug was almost six years older than me, and he and Sheri had been married about twenty years. They had a nineteen-year-old daughter and an eighteen-year-old son; a gorgeous young niece and handsome nephew.

I asked, “What about your kids? Would they want to participate in our wedding?”

Doug shook his head. “I’m not sure I want to expose them to what’s going to happen down on the island.”

Sheri intervened and overrode my brother’s remark, “Yes, they’d love to come and be full participants. They already have experienced lots of sex, some in what I’ll call group and unusual situations.”

Doug exclaimed loudly, “WHAT? What do you mean? What have they been doing?” He looked totally stunned.

Sheri shook her head. “Honey, they are tuned in to the whole scene as well as their sexuality. They just don’t talk to you about it, partly because you want to continue to think of them as virgins until they’re thirty-five.”

Doug said, “What about the group situation you just talked about?”

“Lori has had her steady boyfriend for what, three years now? And there are two other male friends whose names I forget just now. They’ve all gotten together and made love to Lori to her great orgasmic delight. She loves group sex. Ace has a similar situation with his girlfriend, except she’s often involving her BFF in their lovemaking, sometimes even with his best friend.”

Doug said, “Excuse me for being so out of touch.” There was a tension in his voice that hadn’t been there earlier.

Sheri leaned over and kissed her husband on the cheek. “Honey, I love you. I’ll try to let you get a little more involved in their sexual lives. Just don’t berate them on any of this or I’ll cut you off for a year.” At least she was laughing.

He laughed. “No, not my plan.” The initial discovery had upset him, but he seemed to be coming around rapidly.

Doug looked over into the backseat at me and said, “So, I guess the answer to your original question is ‘Yes,’ involve Lori and Arthur in the service. They’re hardly the cute little ring bearer or flower girl they would have been fifteen years ago, but I’m sure you’ll think of a role for them.”

I said, “And to be blunt, what should we do if they want to participate in the sex that’s sure to be going on the rest of the week – and I include myself and Fran in that question, just in case.”

Doug said, “Oh, God, I don’t want to know. Just remember you’re their uncle.”

Sheri laughed and added, “If either of you get your hands on them, I hope you teach them some of that Tantric sex stuff you are so good at. You have my blessing to fuck their little brains out of their heads, too.” She laughed all that much harder at her last statement.

Back at Doug and Sheri’s home, we quickly unpacked, showered, and swapped partners and started to make out in the living room. I was told that Lori and Ace (Arthur) were both out for overnights with friends. Sheri speculated they were probably on their fourth round of sex by that time, so we had to take some serious steps to catch up.

I proceeded to eat Sheri to three orgasms in a ten-minute period as she tried to push my head up inside her cunt. My head wouldn’t fit, but my fist did, and soon I was doing things to her that she thought might be illegal in most states because they felt too good. After about four G-spot orgasms, I found Sheri’s A-spot with my fingertips and together with my tongue on her clit, brought her to a peak slightly higher than Mount Everest. I worried that her screams might bring the police.

I felt sure that Doug had never given Sheri that kind of experience. I’d been somewhat competitive with him growing up despite our age difference. I found some mile satisfaction in my accomplishment.

I avoided the whole Big Steve Experience where Sheri would pass out. At least to start, I wanted a cogent love partner and not one I’d worn out before we got to the main agenda items for the night.